Oh’ Men! Make Me Free!!


Gazing at the polluted minds and mysterious society,
I wonder, become inquisitive,
I discover every beat of my heart begging for freedom.
My freedom means,
The freedom from your dominance,
Not from your love and ardor.
My freedom doesn’t mean to dominate over you,
Rather to be treated at par with you.
I want to be unchained like a twinkling star in the sky,
In want to be left off like a deer jumping in the forest sans fear,
But, my dreams appear reverie,
Unless you offer the helping hand.
In my heart there is a hollow, will you cloy it?
In my voice there is a quake, will you lull it?
In this era I’m wrapped with aches, will you unwrap me?
Oh’ Men!
Don’t you remember?
I’m giving you birth,
You are made-up of my blood,
I’m feeding you my bust,
I’m nurturing you,
And in return what I’m bestowed with?
Oh’ Men!
Break my chains,
Set my free,
Let me live!

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